কবিতার পাতা

Author : Marivic Nemi

I stand the secret place.

The authority to change mood. For another enduring affliction.

With pretentious gestures.

You crossed my mind.

Who you are to stand on my way?

You have been running through my head all the time. Feel the intangible,

see the invisible.

I have head in the clouds.

I catch some rays.

Soak up in the sun Stop ironing my head.

I feel under the weather.

I should avoid emitting from seven orifices.

Don’t you see I have patience of a saint for every single issues.

Why do you stand on my way?

Lie has no leg anymore.

You can’t conceal the truth.

By beautiful dress up.

By another tissue of lie.

You get mad, in all of my honesty.

I done mistake couple of hundred times.

I just hold my tongue to surpass all odds.

Bury the things distract my reputation .

Keeping myself on track.

Keeping head moving on.

I live every breath.

Spread the incentive within my vocal.

There’s always space that I could exist.

My supplication had chance to be heard.

I keep the faith a while longer.

I break my leg and stick with it.

I still breath in the universe,

bouncing in a wall. You know that I quit for nonsense.

Treat me like a fugitive in your dream.

I rather relax without you.

Patience and understanding cannot be undersold.

You are not my world,

to make my head round. Revolving in your axis.

Notifying wrong direction.

Dried breeze might be watering.

I fall in love with my own mistake.

It’s my strength darling.

It is the proof that I’m trying.

Oh tell me! “Better Safe Than Sorry ”

It’s time! “stop and smell the roses”.

©Marivic Nemi